Oboe Love

Quack you say to me. Quack I say back. My words are lost in translation I give you life My air is your air My soul is your soul My fingers are the ones who make you talk It is not you but I I am you And you are me We are one The language you speak Is not mine But a different type It is a language of emotion I give you emotion You give me emotion It is I You are me and I am You We are together Lost in a world of love I Love you oboe

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